Adaestuo : Tacent Semitae

2016 : World Terror Committee
Format : CD

It seems to be in my nature to gravitate towards these faceless and enigmatic projects. Adaestuo has made next to nothing public about who they are or where they’re from. This is fantastic. Why? Because people can focus explicitly on the music itself. There’s no need to concern oneself with the human side of it. Unfortunately, this never seems to last. People talk, and inevitably trusted information can never remain in confidence (though I do I hope it’s different in this case). I have a fairly educated guess as to who all may be behind this fantastic release, but one thing I will refuse to do is waste time speculating and making baseless assumptions which in the end, have no bearing on the work itself.

Let’s talk about the four track EP, Tacent Semitae. Using my limited prowess of the Latin language, I believe it means “Silent Paths.” The band has no prior releases, so there’s nothing to compare it to. The opening track, “The Abyss (Otchłań),” dedicates a large portion to building a more brooding atmosphere. It doesn’t showcase its more overt Black Metal sound until about halfway through. Though their membership remains concealed there are clearly multiple vocalists involved in the project. There are female vocalizations throughout that are reminiscent of both the grandeur of the opera and the unnerving sound of a wailing banshee. I really do have to compliment the vocal range of this woman.

The second track, “Cicatrices Plexae (Scar-Braids)” combines dark soundscapes and ambiance with a more subdued black metal kind of vocalization. It’s short, and at under three-minutes is likely intended to serve as a contemplative piece before the inevitable barrage of, “Destroyer of Constellations.” This is definitely my favorite track off of the EP. It has the most rigid and defined pace of the four songs that are presented. The guitars in particular have a rather bitter and punishing tone on this one. The album closes with the title track, another ambient piece. It’s mostly spoken words. Though the words aren’t really distinguishable, they’re uttered in between short breaths and a gasp for air. It’s a sinister sound piece, but beautiful no less. Even though there isn’t a lot of material to digest right away, I’ve managed to return to the EP for a third listen now and I’m still not burnt out. It’s always disorienting when you have next to no information on a release. Again, it’s nice to have something to review that can only be judged based solely on its musical merits.

If this release is indicative of the band’s future, then I’m overwhelmed with anticipation for a full-length.

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